Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral)

The Insect - Poem by Pablo Neruda

From your hips down to your feet
I want to make a long journey.

I am smaller than an insect.

Over these hills I pass,
hills the colour of oats,
crossed with faint tracks
that only I know,
scorched centimetres,
pale perspectives.

Now here is a mountain.
I shall never leave this.
What a giant growth of moss!
And a crater, a rose
of moist fire!

Coming down your legs
I trace a spiral,
or sleep on the way,
and arrive at your knees,
round hardness
like the hard peaks
of a bright continent.

Sliding down to your feet
I reach the eight slits
of your pointed, slow,
peninsular toes,
and from them I fall down
to the white emptiness
of the sheet, seeking blindly
and hungrily the form
of your fiery crucible!


Comments about The Insect by Pablo Neruda

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/27/2017 9:55:00 AM)

    and from them I fall down
    to the white emptiness
    of the sheet, seeking blindly
    and hungrily the form
    of your fiery crucible!
    Amazing lines. Thanks poet.
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  • (4/28/2016 11:03:00 PM)

    terrible reading. sounds like google translate. Neruda would turn in his grave. (Report)Reply

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  • (4/28/2016 11:03:00 PM)

    the reading voice is absolutely terrible. sounds like google translate. Awful. Neruda would turn in his grave. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 22, 2010



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